It is all obvious or trivial except…

Not quite le mot juste here

Four days before the first round of the French presidential election, Europe is terrified by the prospect of a runoff between Marine Le Pen and Jean-Luc Mélenchon. Whoever wins, we are told, the wheat will grow thin, nuclear winter will fall over the continent, and frogs will rain down from the sky.

18 comments on “Not quite le mot juste here”

“Europe is terrified” Um no if it happens i might feel sorry for the French, but then they will have voted for it and if they dislike the choice so much and want to change the constitution i’m sure they’ll do so,, they’re about due for another republic.

Méchantcon would be fun in an apocalyptic sort of way but Le Pen would be jollier.

It would be maximum fun if these two go through to the second round but I fear that the dull but worthy François Fillon will survive the weekend and France will settle down to a fresh period of economic stagnation and cultural decline.

‘There is a reason why our programme…..is the highest ranked of all candidates in a comparative study of the views of 20 NGOs and experts, and is reported favourably by Amnesty International, Greenpeace and Oxfam’

people should vote for us because arguably three of the most dangerous organisations in the world endorse our idiocy….

And one for you Tim

‘You can also read the reasons why economists from 17 countries, including Ha-Joon Chang, support Mélenchon’s candidacy.’

I still think it will be Macron. I don’t base this on very much, but still. Macron will win in the second round with (probably) Le Pen gaining millions of votes but still losing.

Then we’ll get a torrent of idiot articles from smug, silly, poorly educated journalists telling us that all is well. The French are wise, we’ll be told, not like the silly British. The era of fake news will have been vanquished. The millions who voted for fascism (which is not the same as Nazism) will be completely irrelevant.

Oh, I don’t know, though. When he discards his saltire patterned underpants in disgust at his lack of recognition in North Britain, he might try digging out some Linguaphone records on eBay and rubbing a little garlic on his tongue.